Ants

While driving in the car yesterday I saw an ant crawl across the dashboard. I smashed it with my hand and loudly pronounced it dead. This is the conversation that followed:
Handsome: Mama, was it a boy and or a girl ant?
Me: I don't quite know.
Handsome: Why not?
Me: Well, it is hard to determine the gender of an ant.
Handsome: Why?
Sweet Pea: Because ants are so very tiny it is hard to see...their eyelashes. Usually, but not always, girl ants have longer eyelashes.

There's your answer, Handsome.

Sweetness

For my non-Facebook friends, here's a picture of Little Lamb at 5 months.

Being Summoned

This morning at 6:30 I was called to Handsome's room. This is the conversation that followed:
Handsome (with a charming smile): I want you to snuggle with me!
Me (smiling right back): What? You think you can just snap your fingers and I'll come running for a snuggle?
Handsome: Well, I can't whistle yet.

My Tender-Hearted Girl

Sweet Pea has a tender heart. When she was about three and a half years old we tried to watch Charlotte's Web. We made it to when Fern leaves Wilbur so she can go to school. The movie showed Wilbur running back and forth along a fence trying to get to her. I looked at Sweet Pea and saw huge tears running down her cheeks. She looked at me and said, "He wants his Mama!" Then she started sobbing. We stopped the movie.

When Sweet Pea was around five years old we tried again. While watching I suddenly realized that Charlotte dies. I grabbed the remote in time to edit a little and explained to Sweet Pea that Charlotte didn't go home with Wilbur because she goes to live somewhere else. Sweet Pea was sad, but she managed.

This week Sweet Pea started reading Charlotte's Web to me. While we were still on the first page Fern's pa takes an ax outside to "do away with the runt." Cautiously and delicately, I explained what a runt is and why they would do away with it. Sweet Pea thought a little and then, as I expected my little tender-hearted girl would, she looked very distraught. She looked at me and said, "Mom! Couldn't they just make him into bacon?"

My tender-hearted, but practical bacon-loving daughter.

Finally

Here are some more recent pics of Little Lamb.

Not Praying for Sweet Pea

Last night at bedtime I asked Sweet Pea what I should pray about for her. She answered, "Pray that the years go by quickly."

Yeah, I ain't praying that.

Wisdom

Last night Handsome was loving on Little Lamb and kissing her. Then he said, "Hi, Little Lamb, you're so sweet. I'm going to slice you in two. That's the smart thing to do."

(We've been reading about Solomon.)